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"A man of God is not a man of God if he doesn’t relinquish himself fully to his faith. We live in a world of modern conveniences and distractions. These distractions deter man from his holy truth, to tempting sin.”
Alias: NA
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Nationality: Birth - Pakistan - Gilgit Baltistan
Refuge - England, London
Unkempt platinum blond hair fell into hazel colored irises, as a light skinned man in Priest garb. It would be hard for many to see the soft, square jaw of the man, and his pensive features, with his very pointed noses as nothing more than another white man in England. However, if one looks closer he shares many features with those in the Middle East. A shared bloodline of his Norwegian and Pakistan mother, and his Pakistan father, Risteal is not the traditional tan skin many would expect from a man from Pakistan or really a child from Pakistan.
He’s rarely seen out of his priestly robes. Taking on a more traditional role of priesthood, by giving up forms of luxury goods or any sense of conveniences that would lead him to a path of hedonistic sin that so many people seem more fond of. If he’s ever seen out of his robes it’s usually black button down shirts with the dog collar priest are known to wear. Risteal takes his occupation seriously as well as his education and is expressed in his strignant dress code.
Standing at 5’8”, he is lean and thin. His accent is a traditional Standard London accent, which again washes away perhaps many of his origins, though there is a tendency for him to pronounce words in a way that would be a dead giveaway to his childhood.
The trials which God gave him as a child were brought upon war and chaos, misunderstanding, and a conflict of reasoning within individualistic parties who chose opposing sides. Images of Pakistan that come to the states or Europe are often harrowing tales of war, bombs, and death. Though there were always many cities that felt like the threat of war was elsewhere. Lahore a bustling city, with the busy sound of cars, and it’s familiarity to anyone use to a bigger city elsewhere would have never believed out there somewhere there could be a war of radicals.
His mother Saniha and his father Jasir were loving parents, with an emphasis on family. Saniha born once as a Sarah in Europe, as a reporter and journalist came to Peshawar to get the Pakistan’s point of view didn’t think she would find love in Pakistan. Saniha had always been described as closely connected to her heritage. Her mother originally from Pakistan who fell in love with a Norwegian man, kept most of their culture intact despite her children’s names. Saniha never expected the reverse would happen to her and she’d fall in love with Jasir. A man simply trying to live his life and enjoy it to the fullest. She adopted the name Saniha when they chose to stay in Pakistan, married, and settled in Lahore. Where Riaasat would be eventually born.
Life wasn’t much different from other kids in other parts of the world, despite daily routines including the Muslims traditions. Riaasat always had faith in his life, family, devotion, and guidance were all lessons he learned in the Anjum household. There were of course always some certain strifes in a child’s life that they have to learn to let go. Riaasat would be no stranger to be different, being born with blonde hair like his mothers, which made him stand out to other kids. Saniha always had ways of teaching her son on how to deal with these circumstances which would be later reinforced in his current personality.
Riaasat as a kid had learned the art of killing those with kindness. Some at school probably found this more weird than probably defeating. Though Saniha told her son to stop them from bullying you bake them bread. He didn’t quite know how bread would solve the issue, but somehow offering kids some form of food and to come over to his house for dinner worked. Most would hear this story would roll their eyes and considered this make believe fantasy.
Life changed at eleven, when he lost his parents to an attack in Lahore. Riaasat was devastated, but when there was fear for his safety, family he barely met or knew in Europe reached out to him to offer safety. Jasir left behind his sister, Riaasat’s aunt, his three brothers, his uncles, and his grandparents. A great family mourning occurred losing both wonderful people. It probably be the first, but not the last time Riaasat would feel powerful dejection.
Deliberating the best course of action, families exchange words and communication sending a twelve year old Riaasat to London, England to live with his mother’s sister Julie Fulton and her husband Samuel Fulton. Riaasat became Risteal when the parents offered to adopt her godchild. Risteal became a black sheep again at school. Now he was just the refuge kid, the terrorist kid. When the teacher outed him from Pakistan and to be nice to him because things were different here.
There were differences, but the Muslims traditions were not. Living between cultures. A turning point in his melancholy, loneliness, and sometimes emptiness came at fourteen when a kid pranked to hang out with the terrorist kid took him to a Catholic church. The architecture was beautiful, the words of the priest were elegant. He had always loved the Mosque and the Catholics churches were no different in his mind. Someone crafted the walls and forged them with love and devotion to God. To him he saw no difference in the God he had been taught as a child and the God being spoken now. It now dawned on him at that age, what was everyone fighting for? Couldn’t they see the beauty in the way everyone viewed God?
Faith took away the grief and loneliness he felt sometimes. He started to go to more events at the Catholic church in order to volunteer his time to help. He’d offer to help the Priest set up community services. He didn’t see himself as either a Muslim or a Catholic. He saw them as something that could easily be merged together. He ultimately became an altar boy and earned the heart of many in the Church as quite the devoted child.
Julie and Samuel had always been fair parents, with their own kids as well. They were not near as strict to saw you had to adhere to a certain law, but warned a young Risteal who became passionate about becoming a priest that he may have to affirm more to the Catholics that he was not just some Muslim invading their church. And they were right, there was always that sense that he had to be more devout than the other priest who had always believed in the one religion. Again his unorthodox views made him an outsider at times when he believed the Gods could exist in conjunction of each other not separate of each other.
When he went into college he spent his years studying what the priest studied. Theology, philosophy, and so and so forth. Till he earned his Masters in Theology. Not just satisfied with a degree, Risteal dived head first into deeper, older traditions of the religion. He gave up modern commodities and conveniences, made his food from scratch, refused to eat processed foods and refused to enter a grocery store. He gave up technology and all modern conveniences seeing them as something that separated true devotion to the truly distracted. Inspired by Buddhist and JeudoChristian monks of the past.
Up to current Risteal has spent his time studying, practicing his religion, and aiding his church in exorcism. Bestowing some kind of magic few priest who come in ordained carry. His mentor Edward told him he had a real talent and gift, that’s why when Edward ended up dead after committing suicide it ended up as a shock to the whole church. Edward never seemed like a man to simply spiritually throw himself away in that manner. It questioned many things they knew about a man who probably had mentor many of the priesthood here. In his pocket of his robes was a letter to 1313 Faust Drv, in Boston. It seemed a bit made up to Risteal. Though no one else in his order wanted to check up on it. It could possibly be a lead as into Edward’s irrational decision.
His mother Saniha and his father Jasir were loving parents, with an emphasis on family. Saniha born once as a Sarah in Europe, as a reporter and journalist came to Peshawar to get the Pakistan’s point of view didn’t think she would find love in Pakistan. Saniha had always been described as closely connected to her heritage. Her mother originally from Pakistan who fell in love with a Norwegian man, kept most of their culture intact despite her children’s names. Saniha never expected the reverse would happen to her and she’d fall in love with Jasir. A man simply trying to live his life and enjoy it to the fullest. She adopted the name Saniha when they chose to stay in Pakistan, married, and settled in Lahore. Where Riaasat would be eventually born.
Life wasn’t much different from other kids in other parts of the world, despite daily routines including the Muslims traditions. Riaasat always had faith in his life, family, devotion, and guidance were all lessons he learned in the Anjum household. There were of course always some certain strifes in a child’s life that they have to learn to let go. Riaasat would be no stranger to be different, being born with blonde hair like his mothers, which made him stand out to other kids. Saniha always had ways of teaching her son on how to deal with these circumstances which would be later reinforced in his current personality.
Riaasat as a kid had learned the art of killing those with kindness. Some at school probably found this more weird than probably defeating. Though Saniha told her son to stop them from bullying you bake them bread. He didn’t quite know how bread would solve the issue, but somehow offering kids some form of food and to come over to his house for dinner worked. Most would hear this story would roll their eyes and considered this make believe fantasy.
Life changed at eleven, when he lost his parents to an attack in Lahore. Riaasat was devastated, but when there was fear for his safety, family he barely met or knew in Europe reached out to him to offer safety. Jasir left behind his sister, Riaasat’s aunt, his three brothers, his uncles, and his grandparents. A great family mourning occurred losing both wonderful people. It probably be the first, but not the last time Riaasat would feel powerful dejection.
Deliberating the best course of action, families exchange words and communication sending a twelve year old Riaasat to London, England to live with his mother’s sister Julie Fulton and her husband Samuel Fulton. Riaasat became Risteal when the parents offered to adopt her godchild. Risteal became a black sheep again at school. Now he was just the refuge kid, the terrorist kid. When the teacher outed him from Pakistan and to be nice to him because things were different here.
There were differences, but the Muslims traditions were not. Living between cultures. A turning point in his melancholy, loneliness, and sometimes emptiness came at fourteen when a kid pranked to hang out with the terrorist kid took him to a Catholic church. The architecture was beautiful, the words of the priest were elegant. He had always loved the Mosque and the Catholics churches were no different in his mind. Someone crafted the walls and forged them with love and devotion to God. To him he saw no difference in the God he had been taught as a child and the God being spoken now. It now dawned on him at that age, what was everyone fighting for? Couldn’t they see the beauty in the way everyone viewed God?
Faith took away the grief and loneliness he felt sometimes. He started to go to more events at the Catholic church in order to volunteer his time to help. He’d offer to help the Priest set up community services. He didn’t see himself as either a Muslim or a Catholic. He saw them as something that could easily be merged together. He ultimately became an altar boy and earned the heart of many in the Church as quite the devoted child.
Julie and Samuel had always been fair parents, with their own kids as well. They were not near as strict to saw you had to adhere to a certain law, but warned a young Risteal who became passionate about becoming a priest that he may have to affirm more to the Catholics that he was not just some Muslim invading their church. And they were right, there was always that sense that he had to be more devout than the other priest who had always believed in the one religion. Again his unorthodox views made him an outsider at times when he believed the Gods could exist in conjunction of each other not separate of each other.
When he went into college he spent his years studying what the priest studied. Theology, philosophy, and so and so forth. Till he earned his Masters in Theology. Not just satisfied with a degree, Risteal dived head first into deeper, older traditions of the religion. He gave up modern commodities and conveniences, made his food from scratch, refused to eat processed foods and refused to enter a grocery store. He gave up technology and all modern conveniences seeing them as something that separated true devotion to the truly distracted. Inspired by Buddhist and JeudoChristian monks of the past.
Up to current Risteal has spent his time studying, practicing his religion, and aiding his church in exorcism. Bestowing some kind of magic few priest who come in ordained carry. His mentor Edward told him he had a real talent and gift, that’s why when Edward ended up dead after committing suicide it ended up as a shock to the whole church. Edward never seemed like a man to simply spiritually throw himself away in that manner. It questioned many things they knew about a man who probably had mentor many of the priesthood here. In his pocket of his robes was a letter to 1313 Faust Drv, in Boston. It seemed a bit made up to Risteal. Though no one else in his order wanted to check up on it. It could possibly be a lead as into Edward’s irrational decision.
Virtue: Temperance - Not many could live the way Risteal lives. Many priesthoods in the modern day are up to choice. How far a priest is willing to go for his faith. Risteal is often praised by his self restraint, his ability to be disciplined and not act out or desire things in ways some would fall for. Rejecting modern conveniences and rejecting a way of life he seems as tempting and teaming with sin. Some people could not imagine their life without much of anything beside the clothes on their back, the Holy word, and trust in God’s plan.
Sin: Sloth - Historically Sloth didn’t always mean physical laziness, it could also mean spiritual laziness. Monks who neglected their duties. However, a much older form of the word came from the Greeks born from the word that means melancholy or depression. Risteal has suffered through bouts of Chronic Depression, which others in his sect have criticized him for as being neglectful to his duties. Risteal battles his mental fatigue on and off, hoping his faith can fill in the void of emptiness he often sometimes feels.
Personality:
Risteal is often described as a comforting man to many. He’s wise beyond his years some would say and his dedication and discipline to his faith inspires many. Inspirational is probably another word many would use to describe Risteal as an ideal they could look up to. A whole man at that. Risteal has always believed his faith gave back something to him that he lost. That without God’s word he would have felt empty. He places his trust in God’s path as it is all he has poured all of himself into. That doesn’t mean though that Risteal himself is the type of person to talk about God nonstop and that’s the only sole of his social interactions.
He’s a gentle and pure individual who believes in giving onto others, giving back unto the community. He spends his time outside of church volunteering for various organizations. Not because it is expected of him, but because it is something that he enjoys doing. Risteal knew anxiety and fear all too well in his childhood and devoted himself to healing the hearts of the members of his community as much as giving them the word of God. Reading them passages and giving them some sense of guidance and guide to a better path in their life. This is of course if they ask or make a request for such a thing. He wouldn’t force feed it down someone’s throat who didn’t want it.
Some would argue that Risteal has nothing, but his faith and devotion to the good of the world. Though Risteal enjoys his work, he is also knowledgeable in the occult. On the side of his priest work done in public, he is a skilled and gifted exorcist as well and spends most of his time reading old books. Being bilingual and his education in theology has allowed him the gift to read Latin. While he can read and speak Arabic.
Skills:
Multilingual - Can speak, read, write Arabic. Reads Latin and understands how to translate it. Speaks, reads, and writes English.
Oratory - He has been complimented before about his natural capability to string along words in an eloquent manner that pulls people in. It inspires others to be more faithful, it never talks anyone down and only lifts them up. Risteal has a natural gift of pulling people’s faith out, by merely the words he speaks from the ideas he has written down.
Occult Knowledge - As an Exorcist or at least one who performs Exorcism in his church and one with the magic to be able to do so, Risteal felt there was an importance to understand the occult. If he is not deep in his theological studies, he is deep in his studies with the occult.
Theological Knowledge - It is expected for a priest to spend some years in college, to gain their Masters in Divinity or Masters in Theology to understand their theology better. Just as he is knowledgeable in the occult, he is knowledgeable at least in his own religion and those like it.
Spells:
Purification - This is the spell that a Priest uses to embed ordinary water with power, turning it into holy water. Though few priest have the actual magic to do so. Purification can be used for other things as well, lifting someone’s spirits up, cleaning impurities out of food and drink, and lifting linger negative energies behind.
Exorcism - With Risteal’s knowledge he uses Exorcism to cast demons out of the bodies they possess or the homes they have hidden themselves in. To successfully Exorcise a demon, one must known the demons name, what it desires, and the sin of the one possessed that called to it in the first place. Risteal can exorcise demons of Rank 1, with mild exhaustion. Though he has exorcised demons of Rank 2, they have nearly killed him in the process since he doesn’t possess that much strength to do so. Though in his church he has been the only priest known to be able to do so.
Prayer - Prayer is a powerful spell that all priest can tap into if their faith is strong. Though Prayer doesn’t necessarily create miracles out of nowhere, it is in fact more a blessing than a creator of miracles. Instead Prayer can make a priest invisible to dark forces for 30 seconds. A much more powerful Prayer is one used in conjunction of tools to consecrate holy ground and act as a ward against low ranking demons, often banishing them the moment they set foot on the blessed area. For higher rank demons a Priest may ward them away through sustaining a prayer, though the moment they lose focus, or the moment they run out of energy the dark force can quickly overwhelm them.
Focus: A rosary beaded wooden cross necklace, which was carved by himself, blessed by his mentor and cleansed with holy water.
Equipment:
Bible - the worn down book would at first be hard to tell whether it were a journal or a bible, the pages had been well looked through. Someone had read and thumb through this book so many times. Scrawled between it pages were loose pieces of paper with neatly written down notes that marked each chapter and the moral and lessons they contained. The knitted cross gave the book a more personal touch.
Vial of Holy Water - He keeps a vial of holy water with him. Which has various uses. Cleansing negative energy. Blessing items. Or acting as an ointment for minor wounds created by demons.
Picture of his parents, with a message written on the back; Never give up. Never lose faith. Stay strong. Be strong.
Other:
Theme Song
"I walk this path alone, who would walk with me?"
Pacts
Titles: The Bringer of Silence
Rankings: 3
Domains: Virtue, Darkness and Light
Appearance:
Gifts:
Luminous’ Firm Hand -
Zephir’s holy light illuminates that which others cannot see, making the invisible visible. Zephir has the ability to see what kind of Pacts others have made.
Cost: A portion of Risteal vision must be taken in order for Zephir to illuminate the Pacts. 20/20 vision becomes 20/30 and so and so forth.
Umbra’s Silence -
If you believed in something that once was, if you had faith and hope, then that shall dissipate. Darkness is not just a physical being it is something that can lie within the hearts and souls of men and woman as well as creatures. Zephir’s shadows can bring forth a sense of despair and hopelessness within a 15ft radius of Zephir.
Cost: A portion of Risteal’s faith must be given to Zephir. Which wrought despair and hopelessness in Risteal. He silently suffers as those he afflicts.
Summoning Cost: Hope - Every time Risteal summons Zephir it takes a little bit more hope from him. He can no longer dream of better days. He can no longer see the hope in the future. He can no longer look forward to a new day after a bad one,etc.
